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This is who I am

Why hello. Welcome to the place where my dreams roam. I suppose you ought to know who I am.
I go by many names. Here, you may refer to me as Delta. Of course, you can use my other names, if you know them.
The Earth was blessed with my presence on 10th January. Of course, this means that my birthstone is the GARNET. Oh, I'm a Capricon too, of course. And I was born in the year of the PIG.
I am a girl who prefers to be left alone when it is OBVIOUS that I want to be. People may mistake these signs for my Emo mode, and then come and bother me, trying to 'cheer me up'. If I suddenly stop talking to you, it means that I'm in my 'Deep Thoughts' mode. Just don't talk to me. I'll go back to my normal, default mode soon.
Well, that's all I think you need to know about me. Use your detective skills to find out more about the mysterious Authoress, okay? I'm too lazy to lay out my personality for everyone to see.

Tuesday, 11 December 2007 - Insect Attaaaaaaaaaaack! :

Hey everybody!
I know, I know, this isn't the story you guys were expecting. This is just to make you laugh at my 'remarkable' luck. =]
List of Attacks:
First Attack: Sometime back. You know, the swarm of bees?
Second Attack: This time, it was only two bees. The first bee was killed by my grandfather without any trouble. The second bee... My grandfather killed it with my grandmother's (brand-new =])broom. He then proceeded to dump it down the rubbish chute. Guess what happened to the broom? =] Yup, you got it! It broke into half and one half flew down the rubbish chute! =] How my grandmother gasped! How my grandfather gaped! How my mother and I guffawed! Guess what else happened? When my grandmother, still lamenting the loss of her broom, went to wash her hands, she found the carcass of the bee lying in the sink! Though my grandfather ignored it and claimed that my grandmother was seeing things, my grandmother took great joy in rubbing this in his face. How we laughed!
Third Attack: THIS time, we thought it was a bee, but it wasn't! It was a passing dragonfly, come to say hello. I thought it was a bee and shrieked. Then I hid in my room. But when my grandfather went to examine the large bug, he laughed out loud. At my stupidity. Jeez. Then he tried to scare it out of the house. But it refused to leave and grabbed on to my grandfather's shirt. He had to walk out of the house to brush it off his shirt. We had to run around shutting windows.
What do you guys think? Isn't my luck with bugs just too remarkable? =]

nic published at 21:13